Waking up was fine but then I realised I was in some kind of physical trouble! I knew it! It was that mushroom burger, I have to trust my instincts, I’m sure it was old, too old, too dry, weird looking, but as it’s not fish or flesh it doesn’t necessarily smell bad when it’s a bomb…but I knew it, I knew there was something wrong with it, but I cooked it anyway which put me in the bathroom most of the day when I was intending to listen, book and reply.
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